They could have just bribed me with dessert

Milo, pointing his fork at me at the dinner table: “Ultra-power level blaster! Pew pew pew!”

I pretend to die.

Milo: “You’re alive!”

I open my eyes.

Morris: “You’re dead.”

I close my eyes.

Milo: “You’re alive!”

I open my eyes.

Morris: “You’re dead.”

I close my eyes.

Milo: “ALIVE!”

I open my eyes.

Morris: “DEAD!”

I close my eyes.

Milo: “ALIVE!!!”

I open my eyes.

Morris: “DEAD!!!”

Me: “Ouch! Too much shouting! I don’t want to play this game any more, it’s hurting my ears.”

Milo: “I was just trying to get you to eat your lasagna.”

Morris: “Yeah, missy! Eat your dinner!”